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Chapter 5 - chapter three

Emptying the last Bottle of Jack Daniels, darren collapsed on his bed grunting when he felt a sharp pain in his head is mind was blank and void from any reasonable thoughts.

Not knowing how to react, he sat there, Expressionless

"You're just like your dad, taunting and harrasing girls"

how in the actual f*** did she get to know about his dad?

she was right. His dad was a womanizer and a drunkard. He used and dumped girls after harrasing them, he even went far as killing some if they denied his wish to have his way with them.

He was a freaking billionaire so nothing could be done. All the evidences they had against him were always quick to be buried.

One thing that hurt him most was that his poor mom was suffering under this man. They argued day and night and his dad was always quick to use his fists on her. It looked like she had been forced on him on the very day they got married. but there was nothing he could do for his mother didn't want him to interfere.

He, Darren was one of the school richest and hottest guy, there was no way he would let the students see his flaws. His parents were a secret no one knew about him except his two Rich friends; Tanner and Louise.

but Laura had already humiliated him front of so many people. He wondered what they would think of him. Well, he was the bully; no one dared to believe or say a word against him. They wouldn't believe Laura, he thought.

That b****!

How dare she?!

Agitated and furious, darren sat up, wondering how Laura got to know about his dad in the first place.

She was no way related to him or his friends; Louise and Tanner So there was no way she could have heard it from any of them. Her remark Was really a pain in his ass.

All these happened because she was trying to protect her best friend_ dorian. The one thay took interest in bullying without a second thought, even after Laura spat in their face that she didn't deserve to be bullied.

To them, dorian was the fragile and easy to poke type, the exact type of nerds they liked to bully, so there was no way they could let the opportunity slip by.

Darren smirked and smiled, almost at a time, trying to cool his already pissed aura like. He didn't like to be put in a tight corner like Laura just did. He was the school hottest billionaire after Tanner, how could this be happening to him?!

Gritting his perfect white set of teeth, he collapsed onto the bed again, delving into the covers furiously.

Laura had only made things worse for her friend because he wasn't going to spare her any Mercy this time around, not even in his next life!

Darren thought Dorian to be a weird girl, a red head_red orange he'd prefer to say, with a strange character. She didn't like talking to anyone, nor would she eat or attend school parties. She was a total dunce that needed to be brutally treated.

Infuriated, he rolled over the bed again with a dirty smug on his handsome face. He was sure going to make school more miserable for the both of them. He was in the position to, after all.

Bullying was one thing he and his friends liked to do the most. To him, it brought them at ease and cleared their tension whenever they were apprehensive about something.

He wasn't Born a bully but he turned himself into one. Dorian wasn't the first victim that he had done this to and she wasn't going to be the last either because there was nothing else that could make him feel better than this. He thought again.

his father caused all these. he had never seen him smile at him or show him fatherly love even at his very young age, all he did was to curse and call him a mistake.

His father was a multi-billionaire and a drunkard. he would drink to stupor and when he was in his highest spirit, descend on his mum and inflict injuries on her caring less that she was a womam he once loved. And since he couldn't vent his anger on his dad because he was now living on his own and had his business, he thought bullying other people would help him heal all the pains.

Dorian would not escape his wrath for bringing back his pains, she would not. He thought, slowly drifting into an unusual evening slumber.